“Hold the line!” Draven’s voice boomed over the chaos, commanding strength from every warrior battling under the blood-red sky.
A deafening roar split the air as lightning cracked across the battlefield, illuminating the gnarled branches of the forest and the twisted faces of witches wielding dark magic. Tendrils of black mist snaked through the clearing, wrapping around the legs of the warriors, pulling some down into pits that opened like hungry mouths in the earth.
“Liana, behind you!” Draven’s warning cut through the chaos.
I spun on my heel just in time to see a witch hurtling toward me, her gnarled hands crackling with dark energy. I ducked, her magic slicing through the air where my head had been moments before. Without hesitation, I thrust my hand forward, and a burst of l
